Spiders are not scary [Comprehensive British and American]

Once on the plane, Carol put on the blindfold and fell asleep.She really didn't expect that she would travel to two countries on this trip.

Peter is also very tired. He spent a lot of energy saving people from the fire last night.

Ned was doing nothing, but sleepiness was contagious.Not long after the plane took off, the three of them fell asleep.

Because the schedule was too tight and there were no first-class tickets, the three of them could only squeeze the economy class aggrievedly.The seats are side by side, which is actually not bad.

Carol fell asleep first. She leaned directly on Peter's shoulder and grabbed his arm as a pillow.

Ned fell asleep too, leaning against Peter.

The weight of both was on Peter's shoulders, and he dared not move.Although he wanted to push Ned away, he was afraid of affecting Carol.He could only cross his arms and act as human pillows for the two of them.

Carol seemed to be dreaming, her body trembled slightly, and her arms around him became tighter and tighter.

Peter pursed his lips, he slowly lowered his eyelids, and his eyeballs turned a few millimeters towards Carol.

She frowned slightly, and her eyeballs moved very quickly, she must be dreaming.

But what was she dreaming about?

Peter continued to look at her face, she was so beautiful that one couldn't look away.

Her lips were slightly parted, and her rosy lips looked delicate and charming.I don't know if that's her original lip color, or if she's wearing lipstick.

Peter doesn't understand makeup, he just thinks she looks good the way she is now.

Unable to help, he slowly approached Carol.

If she kissed her secretly at this moment, she shouldn't notice, right?

"Excuse me, do you still need blankets?" Unexpectedly, the stewardess came over at this time, still holding two blankets in her hand.Because of the three of them, only Carol asked for one.

"No, thank you." Peter's face turned red immediately, he sat up straight, and kept slapping himself in the heart.

What are you thinking, this is sexual harassment!

Try to think of some pure things to maintain concentration, such as Disney princesses, Peppa Pig, baby smiles...

In this way, Peter maintained his human form until the plane landed.Fortunately, the journey was not too far away. If he flew across the Arctic Ocean and returned to the United States, then he would really be abolished.

"Ah, I didn't expect the economy class to be good. It's quite comfortable to sleep on." Carol stretched, then turned to look at Peter next to him, "Hey, why do you look haggard? Could it be Are you used to flying first class, don't you like economy class?"

"No, I..., I'm airsick." Peter randomly found an excuse, completely ignoring the unscientific nature of this subject.

"Are you actually airsick? Haven't you climbed the Washington Monument before?" Carol frowned slightly, but actually laughed in his heart.She was pretending to be asleep at first, deliberately being so intimate with him.But after holding her very comfortably, she actually fell asleep, and she slept very soundly.

"It's okay for me to climb by myself, but it's different when flying in a plane driven by someone else. If I don't have the initiative, I will faint." Peter pursed his lips, his mouth was still stiff.

"You mean, next time we travel, you want to fly my dad's private jet?" Carol tilted his head, deliberately misinterpreting his words.

"Wow, does your dad have a private jet? Mr. Stark also has one. I took it to Germany once before." Peter knew that the Carroll family was very rich, but he didn't know that the Smith family was much richer than the Stark family. how much difference.

"Of course there is. The two of them went to order together. However, Tony's custom-made ones are the best, and he bought a few in a row. My father wants to get a discount and bargain, poor." Carol sighed , It's really people comparing people, it's maddening.

Peter shut his mouth, he really had nothing to say in this level of discussion.

After walking out of the airport, the three of them went straight to Yusupov's family cemetery.

When their family fled to Paris, they didn't bring much property with them. Coupled with the failure of investment, they were almost destitute.However, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the world situation became more peaceful later, so the Yusupov family still regained some vitality.

The descendants of his family are now often seen in European aristocratic social circles and will be respected.This has a lot to do with the fact that Flix Yusupov never bowed to the Nazis and insisted on his conscience.

"Isn't their family very poor in the future? Why is there such a big house?" Peter looked at the former residence of Prince Yusupov, a little puzzled.How much would such a large manor cost in New York?

"The poverty of the nobles and the poverty of the common people are not the same." Carol laughed. She picked a small daisy that bloomed on the side of the road and pinned it in her hair. "The Yusupov family is in Russia. But the wealthy, the entire European aristocratic circle also has friends and relatives. It is very common for everyone to help each other, give a diamond or something."

Peter nodded straight, and he used his civilian imagination to conceive the world of the rich again.

The three approached the manor, and Ned consciously stayed outside.Peter first jumped into the wall to investigate the situation.

The manor looked like it hadn't been lived in for a long time, but the garden had been taken care of, and the roses of various colors bloomed very delicately.

Among the roses, there are many tombstones.Those Yusupov people who have left their names in history lie quietly in this sea of ​​flowers.Of course, it also includes Rasputin's Tintin.

Seeing that there was no danger, Peter let Carol come over.

Carol jumped off the wall directly, and she landed among the roses, screaming as she was pinned.

"Are you okay?" Peter saw several bloodstains on her beautiful leg, and immediately felt the pain.

"Why didn't you tell me that this is a rose field!" Carol complained, she didn't have a strong battle suit, she was only wearing a pair of denim shorts with bare legs.

"I was negligent, sorry." Peter didn't notice this detail at all, because roses were just flowers to him.

While the two were discussing the rose, a gust of wind blew up and directly lifted the marble slab of a tomb.The surrounding roses were stirred by the wind, and petals of various colors were flying in the air, looking weird and beautiful.

"Peter!" Carol was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, it's not dark yet, what the hell is going on!

"Carol!" Peter was also terrified. He quickly stood with Carol, wanting to hug her and climb over the wall to leave.

The rose petals fluttered and came directly in front of the two of them, surrounding them.

There was a low and gentle voice in the wind, speaking in Russian, "Anna, are you Anna's child?"

"Ah? Uh..., I am, who are you?" Carol trembled, almost forgetting what Rasputin had said to her.Although she didn't really believe this demon monk, but now it seems that this matter is probably true.

"I am Prince Felix Yusupov, a descendant of the Kipchak Khanate, the niece and son-in-law of Nicholas II, and a good friend of your great-grandmother Anastasia and their siblings."

"Wow, his profile is about to be longer than Dragon Mother." Peter almost laughed out loud. The ghost didn't seem to be malicious, and the fear in his heart subsided a lot.

"Then since we have such a good relationship with our family, I'll just say it straight. I came here because I wanted something, and that thing, um..." Carol pondered for a while, and found that even if he was facing a ghost, I'm too embarrassed to say it.

"I know what you want, you and your porter come with me." The petals danced in the wind, paving a way for them.

"I'm not a porter." Peter was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he was regarded as a coolie.But that statement couldn't be far from wrong, he was Carroll's thug paid for by the extravagant travel.

"I thought I would never see the royal blood again. The situation was turbulent back then, and most of my friends and I lost contact, let alone what Anna went through. But I still had hope, so I gave her People keep these things."

The petals gathered in front of a tombstone, and a gust of wind blew away the grass and mud on it, revealing a black coffin.

Carol suppressed his nausea, stretched his neck and took a look, "It's a little too big, put that thing in."

"I still think it's too small, I almost can't fit it."

The coffin lid popped open with a bang, and the contents inside made Carol close her eyes.

too blind!